PROLOGUE - A Wish so Small

High in the air on one of the tallest mountains around, a boy, just barely into the changes of manhood, sat upon a bench. One could tell he was of asian descent by the slant to his eyes as well as the roundness to his cheeks. His pallor of skin porcelain with an almost golden glow shining underneath. His hair and eyes were also a shade of black so deep there was no doubt about his origin.

Beside him sat only a single item. A neat box wrapped in bright, shiny green paper with a golden bow fluffed to perfection. Clearly packed with such care and attention a person would only give to someone they love.

It’s cheerful appearance in direct contrast to the forlorn expression on the boy’s face. The tilt of his face perfectly angled to the sky in full preparation for the meteor shower he knew was going to happen that night. A single glance not spared to the present beside his thigh. His focus entirely on the sky where a single meteor started its journey across, the start of the shower.

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He hadn’t really given much thought to it at the time. Only a flash of light across the sky. A meteor burning through the atmosphere only to be crumbled into nothing as it crashed into the earth’s crust. That’s all a meteor had ever been in his, now,  17 years of life. But then again...At the moment, he hadn’t really thought about much.

To him, his world had just ended. There wasn’t much else on his mind but one event. Replaying over and over, like a broken record. Never would he have guessed that more than one thing changed permanently that night.

His small wish hidden in his heart fulfilled, even in the twisted form that it had become. “I wish the world would just end.”